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Post by Linnea Korpela on May 27, 2008 20:48:36 GMT -5
Linnea knew from the beginning that it was Keito that had paid for her release. "Thanks," she offered meekly after being dragged to the office by Calithin. "It's a castle," she said simply as she sat in the chair that was offered to her, she smiled thanks to Calithin and turned to Keito, she didn't want to go home with Keito she was sore and just wanted to go home and sleep in a real bed.
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Post by Calithin Crest on May 27, 2008 20:52:22 GMT -5
"AH- HA!"
I take the paper from my father and rip it up into tiny little pieces. I then proceed to throw the little pieces at him... They slowly float down, landing on his hair and shirt, but mostly on the floor.
"I told you! My pictures are great! Everyone can tell that's a castle... You're just ridiculous. Woo! V to the I-C-T to the O-R-Y! I am like the sun... And the sun can draw mad good castles. Yesssss."
I put my hand up for Linnea to high-five.
"High five Linny! Woo! Good call!"
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Jumala Keitoleinen
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Post by Jumala Keitoleinen on May 27, 2008 20:53:32 GMT -5
"Oh very well, lucky guess. How about this." Keitoleinen says to her showing her the pineapple that he drew earlier. He is entirely insensitive to her ordeal. Anyway, if nothing else it will toughen her up.
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Post by Linnea Korpela on May 27, 2008 20:55:28 GMT -5
Linnea smiles and high fives Calithin. "Is it a ... tree?" she asks after screwing up her face a little bit.
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Post by Jumala Keitoleinen on May 27, 2008 21:02:24 GMT -5
Keitoleinen tears up the paper and stomps around the room. "NO, it is NOT a tree." He says angrily. He throws his paper weight across the room. It flies out the open door of his office and hits the custodian in the head. This makes him feel better.
"Enough with this stupid game. It was Calithin's idea to play this idiotic picture game anyway. Let's go back to my place and you can make us cookies."
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Post by Calithin Crest on May 27, 2008 21:02:44 GMT -5
I laugh when Linnea can't tell what my father's drawing is and use the wall to steady myself.
"Ha ha ha ha! I told you no one can tell what your crazy people drawings are! HA ha! Winner: Calithin! Woo! This is fun. I like this game. I could do this all day."
And then cookies come up... And that's just, like, the best idea ever.
"Yes! Let's go! Why are we still here? Linnea, I would LOVE some cookies right now. Or anytime, really. This just gets better."
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Post by Linnea Korpela on May 27, 2008 21:05:42 GMT -5
Linnea laughs at first but when Keito throws the weight she stops and when he says they should go to his house she turns her head away from him and rolls her eyes groaning slightly. She almost protested but figured he would either make a big fuss out of it in front of Calithin or say something incredibly mean that will just upset her. Since Calithin was so eager for those cookies Linnea nodded. "Ok lets go."
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Post by Jumala Keitoleinen on May 27, 2008 21:10:40 GMT -5
Keitoleinen leads everyone to his home, which is actually not very far from his office. Along the way, he doesn't really say anything to Calithin or Linnea, since he feels a little sour about losing the Pictionary game.
When they arrive, Keitoleinen shows Linnea around the kitchen and gives her a recipe for Chocolate chip cookies. He then announces that he will be waiting in the living room for the cookies. With that, he leaves Linnea alone with Calithin so that he can spend some time alone sulking over the pictionary loss.
(getting offline for a while.)
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Post by Calithin Crest on May 27, 2008 21:14:10 GMT -5
"These cookies are going to be great! I have the utmost faith in you, Linny. Really really."
I am a bit of a cookie fan, you might say.
"I know this isn't really what you want to be doing right now, but... I do appreciate it. And I'm sure we both know it could be worse. So... Let's just make the most out of this evening, yeah?"
I don't really consider myself a particularly good pep-talker, but I smile and try to be reassuring anyway.
"Now, let me know when those cookies are ready! I am very excited for them. Excuse me."
I leave Linnea in the kitchen to do her work and step outside for a moment to make a call to the office.
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Post by Linnea Korpela on May 27, 2008 21:23:29 GMT -5
Linnea smiles and nods along with Calithin, even though she did feel motivated once he leaves the kitchen he takes all the motivation out with him. She just needed to go home and rest, she was tired and sore. The way Keito was being so insensitive was another strike against him, and he wondered why she was always so mean to him. So not having no other choices she turned to find the ingredients and started to make the cookies.
OCC signing off guys. peace and good night
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Post by Peter "Levitas" Barak on May 27, 2008 22:11:03 GMT -5
"Really? Awesome! I can add that whole underground layer I was thinking about then." Peter folded his hands behind his head and leaned back in his chair, the front two legs well off of the ground. For a moment he forgot just about everything else in the world as he visualized the place he was going to have built. He'd lived his whole life without attatchment and he'd thought that was what he wanted.
Turned out what he wanted was a multi-million dollar house with connecting multi-purpose gym. He returned his gaze to Bambi and smiled. And... maybe something else too.
"Well this is going to be better than I thought..." He let the chair drop back onto all fours and leaned forward, leaning well across the table, his glasses sliding down his glasses as he did. "So, how do I go about this, than?"
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Post by Bambi Engel on May 27, 2008 22:51:01 GMT -5
Bambi blinked at his sudden excitement, before the corner of her mouth twitched into an amused smile. Somehow he reminded her of a young boy who'd just gotten his first bike. He was far, far from a young boy though... "Well, since you plan to build a house, a mortgage is what you need. Of course, we receive a lien on the title to the property until your mortgage is paid off, in the case your loan defaults."
As she spoke, she pulled a few files out, glancing them over. "I don't believe you'll have that problem, at least, I hope not." She cringed slightly as she thought of the Creditors. "Giving an interest on the loan would be best. After that you can schedule a plan on when you wish to pay the loan back through regular installments. It's really not too complicated. Depending on how much your installments are, depends on how long it will take to have the loan payed back. I'm sorry if I'm rambling on about information you already are aware of-"
She spotted the waiter heading over from the corner of her eye and lifted her head from the documents. "Ah! Ms. Engel, we don't normally get you at these hours. Ready to order?" He questioned pleasantly, glancing curiously over at Peter. She nodded her head in greeting, flashing a small smile. "I am, though I'm not sure if he is..." As she spoke, she sent an inquiring gaze back to Peter.
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Post by Peter "Levitas" Barak on May 27, 2008 23:39:47 GMT -5
"Grilled cheese sandwich, please," Peter replied, turning shaded eyes to the waiter. He gave him a smile before turning back to Bambi. "Sounds excellent so far. Naturally I'll be wanting to try and keep a nice low interest rate. Even making a great deal of money this will take a long time to pay off completely."
Peter glanced around slowly before returning his attention to Bambi. For some reason he felt... disarmed. The game had been so much easier back at the offices. Here, it was something almost alien. He was much closer to his roots in this cafe, on the streets, and he could feel himself reverting into his less ordered self.
"How'd you end up at the world bank, Bambi?" He asked, spinning the salt shaker around with his finger. "Your a big studier, big learner... come from banking family?"
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Post by Eun/Aoi Kiriyama on May 28, 2008 0:32:53 GMT -5
Eun says her goodbyes to Linnea before heading to her ow home. She decided to not go back to work for unknown reason. Anyway, as soon as Eun enter her home, there is a mess and she knew that her mother cause the mess.
"It is so troublesome...." Eun mutter to herself before transforming in her male perona, Aoi.
Aoi is about to enter his bedroom, he heard his mother calling for 'him'.
"Eun, is that you?!" Haneul call out from her bedroom.
"Its Aoi, ma." he answer back before entering Haneul's room. Like the main living room, Haneul's room is a total mess. "What do you?"
"Why you're here? Where Eun?"
"You should know by by now that Eun and I are one and the same, idiot." Aoi reply and took our his switch blade. "So, just shut up and go to sleep, alright?"
Haneul simply nodded and went under the bed covers. As for Aoi, he went to his bedroom and began doing his homework.
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Post by Bambi Engel on May 28, 2008 0:41:56 GMT -5
Bambi noted how he seemed to be changing slightly. She wasn't sure what she thought of him, he was so... interesting, she supposed. Scaring her one moment, saving her from a fall the next, and now... "I'll just have some tea and an English muffin." She watched the waiter leave with their orders, he always seemed to be the one serving her. Likely had some sort of crush on her, despite all her paranoia. At Peter's question, she almost snorted with laughter, but managed to keep it in.
"You know what they say, one thing leads to another..." She watched him spin the salt shaker with some envy. If she tried that, it'd likely fly out of her hand and smack her right in the face. "My family was poor, they gave everything they had to send me off to schooling. Didn't want me to share that kind of life." She glanced out the window with a faraway expression for a moment. "I'm certainly grateful for it."
Turning her gaze back toward Peter, she decided to keep her mouth shut about the early years of her education. Not pleasant and certainly not easy ones, though she held no grudges. "I excelled in mathematics and computers, so I figured accounting was the job for me. Of course, as you can obviously tell, I do other things aside from accounting for the bank. But yes, all that really matters is that you keep in time with the payments."
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